He came around the mountain with fire in his eyes Driving half a dozen mares all glistening and white He said 'Where you think you're going, son?' I said 'I don't really know, 'But I'm glad you're here to ask me cause I was starting to give up 'And it made me think 'I was wrong, I've been wrong' After all, what was I born for? You can't go back and there's no fast forward Something that I can finally move towards After all, what was I born for? ♪ Now the waves were getting frisky, and I was nervous with the wind Straining at procedures, but we were starting to give in In the flash and boom of thunder, I could swear I saw a ghost But then he smiled across the water and said 'Step out of the boat' And I stepped in. Rain and wind, I stepped in Storm and wind, I stepped in